She was a hummingbird song
She fluttered her wings but she would not come in
And I threw my weight at the door
But she held her ground and she would not come in
And some days I'm better than most
Most days I'm tied to the posts
Was so bad at being bad
Baddest bad boy, that's a fact
She said she was born a traveller
I said I knew as she ran out the door
Our love is like old money
Somewhere out there, somewhere out in the past
She was a hummingbird song
She floated nice but she would not come in
No I would think of her daily
I praise the Lord that I knew her waiting
And most days I'm better than most
Some days I'm tied to the posts
Was so bad at being bad
The baddest bad boy, that's a fact
And some days I'm better than most
Most days I'm tied to the posts
She said she was born a traveller
I said I knew as she ran out the door
I said "I won't let you go"
She said "boy, you know, you're just clutching a straw"
She was a hummingbird song
She fluttered her wings but she would not come in
And I threw my weight at the door
But she held her ground and she would not come in
And most days I'm better than most
Some days I'm tied to the posts
Yeah, most days I'm better than most
Most days I'm tied to the posts
She fluttered her wings but she would not come in
And I threw my weight at the door
But she held her ground and she would not come in
Most days I'm tied to the posts
Was so bad at being bad
Baddest bad boy, that's a fact
I said I knew as she ran out the door
Our love is like old money
Somewhere out there, somewhere out in the past
She floated nice but she would not come in
No I would think of her daily
I praise the Lord that I knew her waiting
Some days I'm tied to the posts
Was so bad at being bad
The baddest bad boy, that's a fact
Most days I'm tied to the posts
She said she was born a traveller
I said I knew as she ran out the door
I said "I won't let you go"
She said "boy, you know, you're just clutching a straw"
She fluttered her wings but she would not come in
And I threw my weight at the door
But she held her ground and she would not come in
Some days I'm tied to the posts
Yeah, most days I'm better than most
Most days I'm tied to the posts
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english isn't my native language, but i'm going to risk it and say that various portions of the lyrics are wrong. also, i don't have access to accurate ones. however, this is my favorite song in the album and i couldn't care less what halstead praises the lord for; it's absolutely beautiful.